:-)

Friday, October 31, 2008



am on a movie watching spree these days,
and loving every bit of it :)

Thursday, October 30, 2008

a beautiful poem on ankur's blog:

The Guilty One (Pablo Neruda, from 'The Hands of Day') 

I declare myself guilty of never having
fashioned, with these hands I was given,
a broom.

Why did I not make a broom?

Why was I given hands at all?

What purpose did they serve
if I saw only the rumor of the grain,
if I had ears only for the wind
and did not gather the thread
of the broom,
still green on the earth,
and did not lay the tender stalks out to dry
and was not able to unite them
in a golden bundle
or attach a wooden cane
to the yellow skirt
so I had a broom to sweep the paths.

So it was:
I do not know how
I lived m life
without learning, without seeing,
without gathering and uniting
those elements.

At this hour I cannot deny
I had the time,
time,
but not the hands,
and so, how could I aspire
with my mind to greatness
and not be capable
of making
a broom,
not one,
one? 

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

in silence we commune.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

pudhu vellai mazhai

when i look back at my life, it has God's grace awash all over it. i didn't do anything other than sulk and crib and drag my feet thru it all..

Saturday, October 11, 2008

wow, is it this simple